Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

  Chapter 68 Decision

   When Zhang Zhan went to Qin Huai, he saw that the boy had packed his luggage and everyone was sitting on the carriage. He was wearing a slightly dark crow blue light-patterned twig coat, his hands were hanging on his knees, his back was straight, and his eyes were indifferent.

   He doesn't look like a seven-year-old child, but like a rejuvenated old monk.

"Little Ancestor, can I call your Ancestor? Don't make trouble for me at this time, I'm very busy here!" Zhang Zhan really felt a pain in his head, "Now there are more than 100,000 disaster victims in Yongding County, all of whom are very busy. Want me to settle it. You are making a fool of yourself here again, what do you want me to do?"

The people above    don't know what to think, this is disaster relief, to appease the victims. The county magistrate was not in place, and all kinds of chores had to be dealt with.

   is the donkey in the village, I am afraid it is not as difficult as him!

   But this little ancestor has a temper, can't beat, can't scold, and he is so small, no wonder.

   Isn't this a problem for him? !

   Qin Huai didn't seem to see Zhang Zhan's urgency, and was unmoved.

   "What are you going to do? Can you stop for a while? When I'm done with things here, I'll send you back, okay?"

   Qin Huai did not speak.

   "Ahhh!" Zhang Zhan clenched his fists beside him.

   took a deep breath and told himself to be calm.

   At this moment, Qin Huai coughed heavily, and black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

   He took out the handkerchief in his arms very calmly, wiped off the blood, and threw it aside.

  Someone came forward and took off the veil.

   Zhang Zhan's movements suddenly froze, he rushed into the carriage, and said anxiously, "Why did you vomit blood?! What's going on!"

   Qin Huai rolled his eyes and didn't speak, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him.

   "Qin! You! Huai! What the **** is wrong with you!" Zhang Zhan turned around and stopped the servant who was cleaning up the veil.

   "Give me the veil!" He wanted to see what it was.

   Suddenly, Qin Huai said, "March."

   Zhang Zhan turned his head, Qin Huai stared into his eyes, and said word by word, "My time."

After    finished speaking, Qin Huai closed his eyes and seemed unwilling to talk more.

   also hides all the irony and indifference in his eyes.

   Zhang Zhan suddenly thought to himself: He is only six years old now, but looking at it, he clearly looks like a sixty-year-old man.

   There is no popularity at all, and it is more about vitality.

  Chijia appeared in time and said, "The madam has already ordered to remove all the hands. Master Zhang, rest assured, the son will not cause trouble, and he will not cause trouble."

   paused and added: "He just wants to spend his last days well."

   "How could this be so?" Zhang Zhan frowned. Seeing Qin Huai's appearance, he suddenly said, "Which village are you planning to go to?"

   Chijia replied: "Feng'an Village, I heard that there is a peach forest there, the son wants to go and see it."

  Feng'an Village is located in the south of Yongding County. It is a village in the valley, and it is also a village that was rarely affected by the snow disaster.

   It is for this reason that the scenery of the village is well preserved, and it is the time when the mountains and flowers are in full bloom.

  Zhang Zhan thought of Qin Huai's current body, and said, "I'll arrange two people for you, and I'll bring a doctor to send you over together. There won't be any more, and the county yali has been nervous recently."

   "No need, I'll just **** the son."

  Zhang Zhan thought of Chijia's skills. He estimated that he could be worth more than a dozen or twenty ordinary yamen servants alone. He was enough if he came here.

   "The doctor wants to—"

   "Is it necessary?" Qin Huai asked coldly before he finished speaking.

  Zhang Zhan choked and said nothing more.

   This child is small, but he has a hard-headed mind and never listens to people.

When    Qin Huai came, more than a dozen servants escorted him, as well as monks, Taoists and other sects.

   Now, those people are all staying in the county office, waiting to return in two days.

   Now that he is going to Feng'an Village, these people have not kept up, only a red armor and a coachman are accompanying him.

   After he left, Zhang Zhan felt that something was wrong the more he thought about it, so he went to talk to those few people.

   "You didn't **** the young master, why didn't you come with me?"

   "Amitabha." The monk recited the Buddha's name and said, "The little benefactor has his own destiny, so the poor monk can only **** him here."

   The Taoist priest flicked his whisk and said, "The poor Taoist counts, only by letting the little son settle himself, can there be a chance of survival."

   Zhang Zhan felt that they were all talking nonsense, so he turned his head and asked the man in the fancy dress again.

   "Then what do you say?"

   "The young master has a rough life, and now he is in a disaster. No one can get over him, but he can get over it by himself. There are too many interferences by others, which are harmful and not beneficial."

   Zhang Zhan: "...for a long time, you just don't want to follow him anymore? When will Madam tell you to go back?"

   "You can return before the Dragon Boat Festival." The monk said honestly.

   "That's good, it's only the first month of the month, and there's still enough time until May 5th."

  Zhang Zhan said expressionlessly, "In that case, don't be idle, come with me in disaster relief!

  Monk, you are responsible for saving those souls who died in disasters.

   Taoist priest, you set up the dojo accordingly.

   Whoever it is, go outside the city to appease the people.

   There are also those good hands and feet, don't put it here as waste and waste food, and go to the villages to help build houses!

  When it's done, go back on that day! "

  People: "…"

   After arranging these people, Zhang Zhan returned to the study, quickly wrote two letters, called his servant, and whispered, "Hurry up and send these to..."

   An hour later, Qin Huai and his party came to the corner, and to the right was the road leading to Feng'an Village.

   "Little son, after passing the road on the right, and walking for an hour, you will be the boundary of Feng'an Village. It's still early for this point—" the driver said with a smile.

   "Stop." Qin Huai's voice sounded from inside the car.

   The coachman pulled the reins and heard him say, "Go left."

   "The left side isn't Feng'an Village, but it's the north side! There's a snowstorm over there, so there's not much to see—"

   Sitting outside with him in the red armor, he tapped the wooden stick in his hand on the car: "Stop talking nonsense."

  The driver: "...We agreed to go to Feng'an Village."

   A piece of silver was suddenly thrown into his arms.

  The driver immediately picked up the silver, took a bite, saw the clear stamp, and laughed loudly: "The snow has melted recently, and the peach forest in the north is even more beautiful. The two sons, sit tight, drive!"

   With a flick of the whip, the carriage turned to the left.

  Everyone in Hujia Village is busy planting in the spring. With the grain seeds, everyone's enthusiasm for farming is surprisingly high.

   At a glance, there are all figures burying their heads in farming.

   Hu Daliu, the eldest son of the village chief, finally brought back the donkey and a calf.

"All the cattle in the town are sold out, so I bought them in the county town. The old cattle are gone, so this calf is left. It's a little weaker, but the price is also 10% cheaper." Hu Daliu led the calf Going to the ground, he said to the big guy, "The calf is weak, big guy don't use it tightly, so as not to get tired in a day or two."

  Everyone waved their hands: "Da Liu, what do you need to say? We can't bear to use this calf. Let's help each other and plant them all. When we raise them in autumn, we will take a good look at the calf's power."

   As soon as the voice fell, everyone laughed, and the fatigue of working for days seemed to be relieved.

   On the old Wang's side, Mrs. Wang was calling Mrs. Liu over and asked her to take out the Shenshui that had been in the gourd before.

   "This water is very useful. I took half of it, mixed it with water, and poured it into the water pit dug over there."

   These days, the family will use the compost there. With this water, presumably the food can grow better.

   Liu said in a low voice, "Mother, can I bring some back to my mother's house?" This water can grow plants and trees, and they saw it after two days of observation.

  The banana forest at the back of the house has now picked three big bunches of bananas, and they are all big.

  The plantains that were put down a few days ago are now ripe, and the cubs in the family are screaming and shouting sweet.

   Bring it back to her parents’ home, and my parents’ harvest will be much better this year.

   "No!" Mrs. Wang vetoed.

   (end of this chapter)